MAR. Most gracious sovereign, welcome once again:
Welcome to you and all your princely train.
KING. Thanks, lovely hostess; we are homely guests.
Where's Robin Hood? he promis'd me some drink.
MAR. Your handmaid, Robin, will not then be long:
The Friar, indeed, came running to his uncle,
Who, with Sir Doncaster, were here with me,
And all together went for such a drink.
KING. Well, in a better time it could not come,
For I am very hot and passing dry.
Enter ROBIN HOOD, with a cup, a towel, leading
DONCASTER: TUCK and MUCH pulling the PRIOR.
ROB. H. Traitor! I'll draw thee out before the king.
FRIAR. Come, murderous Prior.
MUCH. Come, ye dog's face.
KING. Why, how now, Robin? Where's the drink you bring?
ROB. H. Lay hold on these!
Far be it I should bring your majesty
The drink these two prepared for your taste.